Log in

No account? Create an account
25 April 2012 @ 10:03 pm
I think I might acturally understand LJ... Or atleast I'm getting there :)
Current Mood: ecstaticecstatic
25 April 2012 @ 09:26 pm
  Title: But It's Not a Club
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter,  Umbridge,  Fudge, Kingsley ,Dawlish
Rating: K
Word Count: 349
Summary: Harry drives Umbridge crazy well he insists that the DA is not a club.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
[Spoiler (click to open)]

"Ye-no" Harry said.

"You don't know why you're here?" asked Fudge.

"No, I don't." Harry replied with far more conviction.

"You are not aware of having broken any school rules?"

Harry pulled his best confused face, "school rules?"

"Or ministry decrees," Fudge corrected himself impatiently.

"Not that I'm aware."

"Mr. Potter," Umbridge interrupted, "there is no point denying it, we already know that you have been leading a illegal club, lying will only make things worse."

"Honestly, professor, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Mr. Potter, it was not by chance that I found your little group, Ms. Edgecombe has already told me everything I need to know about your little club."

"But that's just it professor, I don't know what club you're talking about since I haven't started any clubs."

"Really Mr. Potter? Then please tell all of us, why was there a large number of students gathered on the seventh floor today?"

"We were working on our spell casting."

"Really? But you just said you didn't know what I was talking about," Umbridge said looking as if she has just won a Olympic gold medal.

"And I don't, professor," Harry said while trying to hold in his laughter, "we're not a club."

"Well if you're not a club then what are you?" she asked impatiently.

"We are a random group of people who just happen to meet in the same spot at the same time and who all work on our spell casting during that time."

"In other words a club!"

"Oh no, a club is a group of three or more people who gather regularly for some sort of propose. Saying that we are a club is like saying the houses are clubs or that all the people who go to the library are a club. We can't help it if we're all in the same place at the same time, doing the same thing." As he said this Harry kept the best innocent expression he could manage on his face, but it nearly cracked when Kingsley snorted from his place next to Dawlish. 

Tags: , , ,
Current Location: bed
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
Current Music: none